Miley looked confused. "What book have you been reading?" Jonason felt a little awkward and said, "It's a book about chasing women. I think it's quite effective. What do you think?" "I think it doesn't work at all!" Miley squatted down and escaped from his grasp, saying, "Seriously! That's the reason you lost to Christin!" Jonason was confused. "What does this have to do with anything?" "Because you won't attract women this way!" Miley explained. Jonason smiled and said, "What I need is a real girlfriend, who will become my wife in the future." Miley was speechless. Sigrid watched their conversation and knew that there would be a lot of comments on the screen. As she looked to the right side of the screen, there were many comments. "Although Jonason does not have many female fans, there are many who want him and Miley to be together!" "That's right! He doesn't need female fans! What he needs is a real girlfriend! They can
Tianna continued, "It was my fault just now, but I won't do it again." Oreo smiled, as if his sister had already known she was wrong and would not do it again in the future. When Tianna saw his smile, she thought that he agreed and would let her tickle his feet in the future. Sigrid was speechless. These two children, they were quite funny, weren't they? There were small ladders near the beds, which made it easier for Tianna to get off the bed. This way, she didn't need an adult to hold her, which made it much more convenient. Candy yawned and then laid her head on the pillow. She closed her eyes and was ready to sleep. She didn't care that her brother got another coin. When George returned to the bedroom from the study, he saw that the three children had been coaxed to sleep by Sigrid. He quickly took a shower and laid down beside Sigrid. Then, he said, "We have to go to a dinner party next week. You can't take the children there
That didn't make sense either. Every night, she would be taken advantage of by him. He didn't suffer at all! "No, I'm a single woman. If I get photographed by a reporter for living with you, I wouldn't be able to explain it clearly even if I had ten mouths!" Miley frowned. Jonason didn't care about what she said. He just followed her, carried her into the car, and drove to her house. Neither of them had disguised themselves, and they were photographed by reporters. That night, a reporter published their photos, and even photos of the last time they went into the residential area together, claiming that they had a romantic relationship and had already lived together. The haters thought that this was an attempt by Miley to steer away discussions about her homos*xuality. They mocked her and thought that this was just an act. She clearly did not like Jonason. When Jonason saw what the haters had written, he felt a little annoyed. The photos were so obv
George nodded. They did look similar. They looked similar in height. Loris disappeared after that fire. So, the younger sister of the Foster family could actually be Loris. Looking at her, who looked similar to Loris, she smiled and then went with the Foster family patriarch and began to get to know about the influential people in City A. George and Sigrid stood a distance away from their location, but they seemed to have noticed and walked towards them. As they approached, Sigrid became more cautious, but she had a calm look on her face. If she was very nervous, and that woman was really Loris, she would be so arrogant! Although most of her memories had disappeared, she still remembered a part of what Loris had done to her when she was drunk. She would never forget that this woman had hurt her! The patriarch of the Foster family smiled and came to say hello to George. His sister also stood fewer than two steps away from Sigrid. From a close
Sigrid looked at her face and felt that people were really terrible creatures. They hadn't seen each other for a few months, and Loris' acting had already become so good? It was impossible to say that she wasn't Loris. Although City F was not close to City A, the Andrew family was in a unique situation. The Andrew family was in City A, but when people talked about them, they would never put them on the list of the big families in City A. They would also never appear on a public list. However, the status of the Andrew family was equal to the Toland family. They were a family that would only be known among the upper class circles. Everyone could vaguely guess that there must be some backdoor ties with the Andrew family, but they would not say it openly. If the Foster family really wanted to cooperate, then they would know that Sigrid was George's wife, and they must have investigated her identity thoroughly. She had already exposed her true colors
Sigrid said, "I will! By the way, tell me about your brother and sister-in-law. I'm really curious about how they ended up like me." Rachel said, "The last time I went back to my parents' home, I found that they were still so reserved after getting married for so long. My sister-in-law ignored my brother in private. He thought that if he married you, it would be over. I didn't know that he would beat you like your husband!" Sigrid said, "What you're saying is a little different from what I remember. I don't remember being slapped?" Rachel asked, "Don't you remember?" Sigrid replied, "I remember some parts of it." Rachel said, "Oh, alright. Anyway, I know you guys are quite fresh. How long has it been since my brother got married? There's still no progress! So, he must not have gone to ask for advice. Even after asking for advice, I still don't recognize him as my brother!" Sigrid said, "Okay, okay. Teach your brother well. Maybe he is a straight-l
They warmed up for 15 minutes on the treadmill, and then began the weight training. Sigrid felt that his training was brutal. He would train two target muscle groups at a time. Both arms and back, abs and butt, legs and endurance were considered as one group. In three days, he could train his entire body. Plus, three days later, on the fourth day, the pain from the first group had subsided, and he would resume his training. Sigrid had to go for personal training sessions every day. In less than a month, she had lost three pounds. It was not a lot, yet her figure had changed significantly. In the past, when she used to dance, her body was toned. She ate a lot during her pregnancy and didn't exercise much. After gaining extra weight, although not much, she looked out of shape. Now, she was more toned. She was about to gain her ideal figure back. In the same training, George's weight was different from Sigrid's. In the beginnin
"Miley, I know. I'm sorry for you, but you can't do that just to piss me off! I've arranged a blind date for you, and your aunt chose a good candidate for you. Find a time to meet the young man, alright?" Hearing the word 'aunt', Miley became impatient and her tone grew colder. "You don't have to. I am not gay. You can be sure about that." "How do you expect me to be sure about that? Does your mother know about this? What's wrong with her? If she can't take care of you, you can go home!" "Dad!" Miley snapped. "She is fine. Don't say that. I'm straight. Don't worry about this." Mr. Fisher was silent for a while and said, "Even so, you should go home and visit. We haven't eaten together in a long time. You haven't been home during the festivities this year." Listening to his words, Miley wanted to cry, but she found it funny at the same time. Men were always so unaware. Why did he think that she would go home and have dinner with a mistress who had b
"Okay." Grace agreed and said, "I have something else to discuss with you." When he finally heard this sentence, Zaden knew that there must've been something going on. "What's the matter?" As they talked, they went into the lounge. Zaden also specifically told the secretaries that no one was allowed to come in and disturb him before work in the afternoon. These words made the secretaries' eyes turn red. Since he had ordered them to keep everyone out of his office while he was inside with a woman, it was hard to control their imaginations from running wild. "How's your investigation on my surrogacy?" Grace asked. Zaden had thought that Grace's patience was wearing thin, and so she had sought him out for an update on his progress. Feeling a little ashamed, he said, "I'm sorry. There hasn't been any progress so far. You know that information on surrogacy is highly secured. It won't be so easy for my subordinates to investigate it." "It's okay. You
"Stop!" Grace made a gesture and said, "I'm going to the Empire Group. Do you want to go with me?" "Oh?" Gentry was flustered for a moment and then realized that he had almost gotten himself in trouble. He quickly said goodbye. "Sorry, sorry for bothering you. It's my fault!" Grace shook her head helplessly. She went to the kitchen to bring the toiletries she had prepared for Zaden, and set off for the Empire Group. Grace took a cab, as she didn't have the nerve to ask her chauffeurs to give her a ride. This was the first time Grace had taken the initiative to go there. She didn't know whether she was going to meet Zaden or not, but the staff at the front desk had changed since the last time she had went to deliver food and she didn't know when it had happened. Hence, the new staff didn't know her at all. However, when she saw that Grace was dressed up very beautifully and elegantly, she guessed that Grace must be someone important. Naturally, she didn't d
This time, Grace took the initiative. She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around Zaden's neck, and took the initiative to plant her pink lips on his. The chaste kisses turned into lingering kisses. Zaden had always restrained himself very much. Every time he met Grace, he always felt that he was on the verge of losing control. "Well, I can't believe that you are so obedient today. Go to sleep. If you kiss me again, I might not remain chaste. You won't have a chance to sleep even if you want to," said Zaden. After going to bed, Grace took the initiative to cradle into Zaden's arms. Just like Dulcie acting like a spoiled child, Grace had also put all of her heart and soul into Zaden, like a spoiled child. The next day, there was still no sign of Zaden at breakfast in the Andrew household. "Oh? Dad's gone again..." Dulcie said regretfully. Douglas found that his sister was upset, thus he comforted her, "It doesn't matter, Dulcie. Daddy need
The silent confrontation was still going on, and Zaden was waiting. When would Moira give in? Moira was also waiting. When would Zaden be gracious enough to let her go? However, perhaps these two people didn't know each other very well. They both had naive expectations that were absolutely wrong and impossible to achieve from the beginning. "It's so cold..." Moira murmured in a low voice. As she spoke, a puff of white vapor immediately appeared in front of her lips. Even though kneeling down like this was not a big deal, Moira had always been pampered and had grown up a spoiled child. She had never suffered this kind of hardship before. Her body could not bear it either. She only felt that her legs were on the verge of losing its strength and becoming numb. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the wind and rain swayed. Flowers in the garden were beaten into a mess by the rain, as so was Moira. Moira's body had reached its limit, and she could not catch h
"Plop—" Moira's kneecaps hit the ground, the sound of it ringing crisp. Grace was dumbfounded. She looked at Moira, who was kneeling in front of her, and could not say anything for a while. As for Zaden, there was not even the slightest expression on his face. "What, what are you doing?" Grace asked. She instinctively stood up from her chair as she took in the scene before her, at a complete loss of what to do. Moira glanced at her. Sometimes, when one's ego was at one's feet, one becomes more able to take humiliation than usual. She replied with indifference, "Why are you so agitated? I'm not kneeling at you. Don't think too much of yourself." Moira looked at Zaden and said, "Zaden, I beg you, please have mercy on the Coulson family. No matter what you demand, as long as I can do it, you can demand it!" Zaden frowned and said, "Kneel further if you want to. You're an eyesore right now." Mercy? For someone like Zaden, mercy had always bee
"No, Mother, if Zaden takes over the Coulson Group, then we..." Moira could not continue speaking. She did not even want to imagine what would happen. "You understand now? I thought a donkey kicked you in the brain!" "That... That won't do. I'll go beg him right now!" Moira shouted. Now that things had come to this, it was obvious that Zaden's target was Moira. Although she was extremely unwilling, she would have to make a stand against him now. No matter what she would have to experience, she had to protect the company. She could not lose everything. She rushed to the Andrew family villa, but Moira was not even allowed through the main entrance. "Let me in!" Moira began making a scene outside. She made such a ruckus that it was difficult for the people inside to ignore her. "Mr. Andrew, Miss Coulson is causing a scene outside, this..." the butler informed Zaden "Let her be," Zaden said expressionlessly. This was not the first
Grace frowned before cutting Moira off. "Moira, there's no use in talking to me like that. I just want to know who it is. Tell me the truth!" "Do you think I'll tell you just because you want to know?" Moira scoffed before retorting, "Who do you think you are?" "Does this mean that you admit you used Mr. Yale's name to deceive me?" Grace quickly latched onto the loophole in Moira's words. "Hah, I didn't say that. You're just making things up." Moira was still as stubborn as a mule. She once again diverted the topic so that she could insult and ridicule Grace. All sorts of vulgarities came through the call, and each minute that passed only pushed a person's limits even further. Grace felt nothing at Moira's words. However, Zaden, who was next to her, did not want to hear any more of it. He was on his last straw, so he grabbed the phone to end the call. "Are you stupid? Just letting her scold you like that?" Zaden asked, his tone sour. "As long a
"Mr. Yale and his wife are quite old, so having children has been difficult for them. In the beginning, they contacted many surrogacy agencies. However, Mr. Yale was extremely cautious when it came to picking a surrogate mother. This caused a lot of trouble to the agencies since the surrogate mothers they suggested never met his standards." "Later, Mr. Yale thought about going abroad to find a surrogate mother. However, right at the critical moment, he suddenly found out that Mrs. Yale was already pregnant!" "The pleasant surprise caused them to give up their search for a surrogate mother. After all, Mrs. Yale wasn't getting any younger and they both went through a lot to get this son, so that's why the Yale family treats him so preciously." As Zaden listened to the report from his subordinate on the other end of the call, his mood grew complicated. The only way he could clear his mind was to focus on the fact that the night wind had blown his body cold. To be h
Mr. Yale's word of thanks was like a knife stabbing into Grace's heart. How could she be worthy of his gratitude? She could not take it anymore and felt like returning to the car to escape the situation. Mr. Yale withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Even he, who was usually slick and smooth, could not find the right words to say at this time. Zaden tried to smooth things over by saying, "I'm sorry, she was one of the victims too, so..." "I understand," Mr. Yale said with a nod. "We understand and more than anything else, we thank you, Mr. Andrew. You've worked hard today. We won't take up any more of your time. You should go back early and rest. We will definitely drop by next time to properly thank you." Zaden nodded and turned to get in the car. Dulcie was all worn out from crying too long, so she was curled up in her seat and fast asleep. Zaden asked softly, "What on earth happened before I arrived?" Grace suddenly turned teary-eyed. The tear